L after L
When you're getting L'd so fast it feels like your failures have a personal grudge against you.
First I lost my phone, then my wallet, and now my self-respect. What’s next? My soul?
I got rejected by my crush, then my best friend, and now my cat. I’m the ultimate loser.
I lost my job, my pants, and my confidence. I’m living in a landfill.
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